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How Does Your Garden Grow?

National Garden Month, Planting, Gardens

Ah, the poetry of gardens! Whether you have a flower garden, water garden, herb garden or vegetable garden, around the world people are connecting with nature by planting, landscaping and creating indoor, outdoor and container gardens. Take a field trip to your local nursery or garden shop for plants and flowers that will work well in your neck of the woods. As we celebrate National Garden Month, take a stroll through our garden shots for a bit of inspiration for your garden, and for creating some great poetry!

Garden, National Garden Month, Nature

Gardens, National Garden Month

Container Garden, National Garden Month

Garden, National Garden Month

Nature, Water Garden

National Garden Month, Gardens, Nature

Happy #NationalGardenMonth

Botanical Gardens, National Garden Month

 
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Posted by on April 19, 2017 in Nature, Poetry

 

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Musical Waters

Water, Poetry, Dancing Waters, National Poetry Month

Musical Waters
(excerpt from the poem “Musical Waters” in the book Wings of the Wind: A Cornucopia of Poetry, 2013)

where the wind’s velocity determines whether the water sings falsetto,
soprano, alto, tenor or base
an aquatic musical composition
bursting with a poetic rhapsody
never the same sheet of music
as the smooth breeze
caresses the water like a tinkling chime
envisioning a ballerina performing her pirouette à la seconde

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the sun sparkling on the water
like a spotlight hitting a sequined dress on the dance floor
the essence of a vision fair
where water is kissed with a seductive touch
dancing with the swirling cool air.

Happy #NationalPoetryMonth

 
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Posted by on April 18, 2017 in Nature, Poetry

 

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Fright Night

Poetry, Dreams, Running, From Behind the Pen

Fright Night

I tossed and turned all night

panic-stricken dreams

drenched in night sweats

I’m running, from who or what

I don’t know, I’m just running

trying to dodge the chase

from an unknown entity

I know not what it is

 

I haven’t done anything wrong, or have I?

I try screaming, but I am mute

I look around for help but there is none

so I run

dashing across a street

not paying attention to oncoming traffic

for there is none and so I run

anxiousness overwhelms me as I leap

into a cemetery where the ground is barren

the graves all edged in river rock lay

I see the back of a women’s head

she sits by a headstone, but whose I don’t know

I’m afraid

if I wasn’t then I wouldn’t be running

 

I am still being chased

yet determined to escape,

if I am caught then what?

I don’t know. I fight?

There are others standing around,

they aren’t running, they just stand

but why, I haven’t the time to wonder

still I run, for my life depends on it

I won’t be caught

I can’t be taken, the chaser gaining on me

 

when suddenly I am whisked to reality

I open my eyes lying on my back

the room is dark

but I know my way around

I make a mad dash to the bathroom

so that’s why I had to run?

Happy #NationalPoetryMonth

 
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Posted by on April 17, 2017 in Poetry

 

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Today’s Inspiration: Footprints in the Sand

Footprints, Poetry, Inspiration, Encouragement

My precious child,

I love you and would never leave you,

never ever,

during trials and suffering.

When you saw only one set of footprints,

it was then that I carried you.

 
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Posted by on April 11, 2017 in Inspiration, Poetry

 

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Fore Play

Golf, Sports, Golf Swing, Golf Clubs, Tee

Today is Golfer’s Day. We celebrate by playing the game, recognizing those who play it professionally and leisurely, and many who may not play, but hold the beauty of the game in high regard. It is believed that the game of golf actually originated in Scotland although the true origin of the word is unknown. We salute all of the great Masters Champions of the past, present, and future.

Congratulations are in order to Sergio Garcia who scored big in The 2017 81st Masters Tournament this weekend. This is his first win at The Masters and his first major championship after 19 years on the PGA tour. He walked away with a $1,980,000 prize purse, the famous Green Jacket, his name engraved on the permanent Masters’ trophy which remains at the Club, a Sterling replica of the Masters Trophy and a gold medal. Sweet! The 2017 KPMG Women’s PGA Championship kicks off June 27-July 2, 2017 at the Olympia Fields Country Club in Illinois.

Since I am not a bonafide golfer, although I have all of the equipment to look the part, I decided to share this lighthearted poem, “Fore Play” to commemorate Golfer’s Day and National Poetry Month.

Fore Play

My Titleist was on the tee
Big Bertha in my hand
as he told me to bend my knees
part my legs ever so slightly
keep your eye on the ball he said
then swing your arms, hips, and follow-through
now with a strong voice yell “Fore!”
Huh? What did this have to do with swinging?

Fore what? is the question I had to ask?
What kind of foreplay is this?
To fore-warn others of a wayward shot
no one wants to get hit by a stray ball you know?
Fore crying out loud, why not just yell “Move!”
How about “Watch Out” or “Take cover?”

Fore some crazy twisted reason
I wondered if he was really fore real
when he asked fore what purpose was I here
I looked down at the golf ball
looked out over the green
took a swing as Bertha slapped that ball
the Titleist was airborne and I yelled “Fore”
he asked why I was yelling so loud
I said, “Fore Pete’s sake, you told me to. Pete.”

-Kym Gordon Moore

 
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Posted by on April 10, 2017 in Games, Sports/Athletics

 

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Alive, Awake, Aware

Aware, Intuition, Awareness, Alive

The poetry of being alive, awake and aware in the welcoming present moment of a new day, gives us an unfolding experience of worthiness, peace and gratitude.

 
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Posted by on April 6, 2017 in Poetry, Reflections

 

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